Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Rookie Blue or any of its characters. I realize I haven't kept up with this. but I am doing it now, and will probably do more of them when I edit chapters later on for simple mistakes I'm beginning to notice.

If Sam was doing the math correctly, Andy would be a little over seven months pregnant at this time. He had less than three months to get enough intel to close the case,help plan the raid, and execute the raid. Defraine had finally mentioned a new shipment to Sam, but only the time, not the location. He was so close to getting what he needed, but he was afraid it wouldn't be enough, that he would miss the birth of his third child.

"Sammy, what's happening? You ready for tonight? It can get a little crazy on shipment nights, and once we get the girls here, they tend to get restless, can you help me out with that?" Adrian asked, and as much as Sam would have loved to turn him down, to allow himself to give into his anger over the man's casual speech about the selling of human beings, of children, no less, this was putting him one step closer to seeing his baby, and for that, he was willing to set his anger aside and focus on the task at hand.

"Sure thing, boss, I'm your guy."

"I'm beginning to see that, Sam. Take the day off, I'll put Marcus on customer service today, you get ready for tonight, it's gonna be a long one."

The night was very long, teenage girls and young women screamed and cried for their parents and families. They begged him for help, the most he could do for them is copy the sales records Sully was keeping to track them down after this was over.

He couldn't stand it. A young girl, no older than 14, was fighting as Marcus handed her over to big buyer Amos Stiles. This was his fault, he gave him that girl free in exchange for another girl that Amos had killed. Her face was dirty, though she'd only been down here for a few hours. As Amos smiled at her menacingly and asked her name, Sam's heart stopped at her whispered reply. "Lily, I'm Lily," Sam could have broken down right there. IT could so easily be his Lily in that man's hands ten years from now, the girls they took weren't homeless or poor, they were kids who made one bad decision; girls who wandered down an empty street, snuck out at night, or went into a club underage. They were easy targets for men very experienced in kidnapping. Lily didn't stop at her name though, she continued to beg for her freedom. "Please let me go, I'm didn't do anything, please. I'll give you whatever you want." Amos just laughed.

At that Sam did have to leave, he walked up the stair holding himself together the best he could until he reached the top, at that point he locked himself in the bar bathroom alone. For the first time since he was 9 years old, Sam felt himself break down and begin to cry. He would see to it that every single man in that room spent the rest of his life behind bars. That they woulf never get the chance to touch a child again.

Sam washed away the tears and splashed his face with cold water before heading back down the stairs. He was thankful Amos and Lily were out of sight, he didn't know if he'd be able to face that scene a second time.

"You okay, buddy?" Adrian asked.

"Yeah, just needed to use the can," he lied easily.

"Alright, round two of this is next Saturday night. Will you be able to handle it?"

"Sure will," Sam answered.

"Okay. For the next week and a half you return to your normal duties. You do well on these next few shipment nights, and I'd consider taking you when the shipment comes in. It comes with a nice pay raise as well. You interested."

This was what he'd been working towards for over six months. IT could be another moth or two, but there was an end in sight that's all her could ask for. The smile was real for the first time in over a half a year when he smirked at Defraine and answered, "Definitely. I'm in."

Adrian nodded, "I figured. You're always up for the challenge. I admire that, Sammy."

At seven-and-a-half months pregnant, Andy felt and looked huge. She had given up her stubborn inability to ask he children for help shortly after she'd reached the six month point, and lost the ability to see he feet without sitting down and lifting the above her round belly. "Lily," she yelled upstairs, "I need you to help me find my shoes, please. Aunt Traci will be here in a few minutes to take you and your sister to school and me to work. You and Dani also need to get your shoes and jackets on, and finish packing your backpack."

The girls quickly responded. Two small bodies flew down the stairs almost as soon as she'd finished talking. One deposited Andy's shoes next to her before following the other into the kitchen to pack their bags. They had recently realized that Andy couldn't do as much as she could before due to the growing size of the baby. They had quickly become and cooperative and more helpful. Andy was grateful, as usually a change in schedule, like the new school year had brought on, did not go over well in her home.

Lily was almost three weeks into kindergarten, and surprisingly, she had not been too upset that Sam had missed their first day of school tradition. Dani on the other hand, had been inconsolable when Andy and Traci had dropped her off for her first day of her second year of preschool. Andy had talked to her daughter later though, and the truth had come out.

Andy and Lily sat in the kitchen at home after the ended of her first day of kindergarten. Dani was still at school, as her preschool was all day, while Lily class was only a half day. Normally, Lily would stay in afterschool care, but today was a special occasion. After fixing them both a snack, Andy had to ask Lily about what had happened that morning. "Sweetie, I want to talk to you about this morning. I know you must feel disappointed that daddy couldn't come to school with us this morning, and…"

But she was interrupted by Lily, who told her, "Mommy, it's okay. I was a little sad, but I'm a bid kid in real school, now. I saw how sad Dani made you when she cried and I didn't want to do that to you, too."

"Lily, I don't want you to ever feel like you have to hide your feelings to make me feel better." Though she was touched, Andy was upset that her daughter was trying to protect her from emotional pain, instead of the other way around. "I always want to know what your feeling and thinking, even if you think it might hurt my feelings, alright."

Lily nodded. "Mommy?" she asked, "Do you want to know what know what I'm thinking right now?"

"Always," Andy replied.

"I'm thinking how much I love you."

"I'm thinking about how much I love you, too," Andy answered.

"I love you this much," Lily exclaimed, spreading her arms as wide as they could go.

"Guess what, Lils," Ansy whispered.

"What?" she whispered back.

"I love you more."

"No way," Lily argued.

"It's true," Andy told her.

"And Dani and the baby too?"

"Dani, the baby… and daddy," she whispered the last part.

"That's a lot of love,"

"It is, you know why I have so much?"

"Why?"

"Mommies are made of love," Andy replied. Lily giggled at this and the conversation about Sam was soon forgotten as they ate, and Lily chattered about her day and the new friends she'd made that morning.

AN: Yay, another chapter. This story is already longer than I originally intended, but I keep adding things. so as of now I am going to go to 15 (but this will probably be more like 16 or 17) plus an epilogue. Review please! I love it, good or bad.